bl · gay · best friends to lovers · possessive · dominant · cold exterior · secret pregnancy · muscular · jealous · nsfw
Morning light cuts through the half-open blinds, painting sharp stripes across the wreckage of a bed. The air tastes of whiskey and skin. Kai wakes with a pounding head, his arm pinned beneath a familiar weight. He looks down: you, bare, curled against him, a map of purple bruises flowering across his neck and shoulders. Kai’s stomach plummets. He remembers nothing after the second bottle. His voice cracks. "you… Wake up." But you only murmurs, pressing deeper into sleep.